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Dwell
04:56
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I dwell in peculiar places
wishing wells to deface the faceless
I can tell you the human race is doing well
when you smash your skull in
Left no choice no we must embrace this
Change abounds in a life that's changeless
Lower me down where I can remain nameless
I sift the rocks and sand alone inside the darkest dens
And there's no easy way to look at one's self in the mirror everyday
I'm either runnin' all the time or either fallin' all the time
or either diggin' all the time or either drownin' all the time
I'm only stationed in my mind
and the more I dwell upon the place
the less I leave behind
I smell like shit
We must've busted open a main vein somewhere down there
You're part of it now
There's no way we could go on without you this far in
Are you in or you out? Just tell me
There's no need to shout
I know it's difficult now, just hold on
We're getting to light
Anyway you'd mind it if I dug up all the vegetables
I met a man last night who seemed to think he was invincible
He told me of his wish to bring her soil from the ocean floor
He swam up from the bottom and pickaxed right through the cellar door
He'd build a house from Heaven so his wife would have a home
And all the creatures that he met along his way would roam
To build upon their futures so he could be left alone
To like where he dwelled
And if you see me on the street
Don't forget to turn the other cheek away
Do you like where you dwell?
And when you see me running scared
Just remember there's something shared between us two
Do you like where you dwell?
I fell on pitchforks and torches
Tortured tongues that left me voiceless
Left no choice now I must embrace this
Change abounds on changeless faces
Lower me down where I can remain nameless
I chose the rocks and sand alone above my closest friends
And there's no easy way to wake up and realize that you're still here everyday
I'm either runnin' all the time or either fallin' all the time
or either diggin' all the time or either drownin' all the time
I'm only stationed in my mind
and the more I dwell upon the place
the less I leave behind
(Dwell)
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Black Balloons
03:44
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The day my father died, I played a show
My sister told me after my previous project had gotten off stage
She told me in a crying whisper while hugging me tightly
"Dad died" she said and I wept into her arms
It was all she said and we wept together on the dance floor
Later in the greenroom she told me that he'd passed after a prayer
The few people he had left in his life were surrounding him
They all prayed that he go peacefully and off he went
So off I went like a baby into a dream
I saw the black balloons waft around the greenroom as my sister and I parted ways
Black balloons are taking us there
My grandfather died four years later
I went to rehearsal that night to try to dance out some demons and pay my respects
My grief sang from my Gretsch and my whammy bar made me sob
The band was there as I wailed upon the hardwood floor
You see, we had just pulled the plug two days prior as per his wishes
His whiskey habit had gotten the best of him and old age and sorrow, of course
My aunts, my wife, Christina, my mother, her husband, Steve, my sister, my brother, his children and Ma
Uncle Johnny and Kari and Tim gathered around the geurney as we wept upon the 7th floor
And we sang songs together to soothe the passing of life
I took a phonecall - it was business - The Young Psychedelics
It was Mike, owns a studio up in Sanford - nice guy
I've been thinkin' about buying property up there
Preferably something turn of the century with enough space to build my own studio one day -
And a big backyard for your son, Jude
Black balloons are taking us there
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